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Chapter 332 When the night is dark and windy

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    King Lian happened to hear Ming Ruoxie¡¯s words when he came in, and his brows jumped.

    Ming Ruoxie turned to him with a glance, but her eyes were as cold as frost.

    "Brother, did you hear what I said?"

    Are you scared?

    She is really not a good person.

    King Lian looked at her and then at Sikong Ji, "Do you want to bring in more people?"

    What is he afraid of?

    How can he be a good person?

    Ming Ruoxie laughed suddenly, then held Sikong Ji's hand and said to King Lian: "No, he and I are enough. I was a little anxious just now, but I have calmed down now. This matter will have to wait until night."  When the dark wind is high.¡±

    It¡¯s still early.

    Sikong Ji held her hand tightly, feeling that her hand was a little cold.

    Outside, the guards were already handling the assassins¡¯ corpses.

    Only then did Prince Lian¡¯s eyes fall on the operating table.

    The old prince was lying motionless, with no clothes on his upper body, and his shoulders were tightly bandaged. But you could see at a glance that the large lump of flesh that was originally visible on his ears was gone now, and his shoulders had returned to normal.  normal height.

    King Lian¡¯s eyes were hot at one moment and a little moist at the next moment.  He looked at Ming Ruoxie, "The old man's surgery"

    Ming Ruoxie saw that his hands were clenched into fists and still trembling slightly. Then she realized that King Lian was not without worries and fears. He should also be extremely concerned about the old prince's surgery. Otherwise, how could it be that it was still so cold?  Guarding outside?

    "My adoptive father's operation was successful, don't worry. It's just that the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet. I'll be fine when he wakes up after the medicine wears off. I'll give you some dietary instructions later and ask the cook to arrange food for my adoptive father according to what's written above."  .¡±

    "You mean, he is fine now?"

    "Yes, okay." Ming Ruoxie knew that at this time, he needed a positive tone to reassure King Lian.

    Sure enough, King Lian felt relieved, his brows softened, and his tone sounded brisk, "I will help you dig out more treasures from the old man after he wakes up. Don't refuse then. He  It¡¯s hard to have a daughter-in-law in this life, and I can¡¯t even carry all those gold and silver jewelry into the coffin, so I dug them all out and gave them to you.¡±

    He said as he turned around and walked out.

    "Are you tired too? Come out quickly and ask Sikong Ji to take you back to Pianran Pavilion. Man Yue will prepare water for you and freshen up. I will have dinner delivered to you. You can eat in Pianran Pavilion. Don't run away.  He's running around. You don't have to worry about the old man here, I'll have someone carry him back."

    Ming Ruoxie was led out by Sikong Ji and whispered: "So it turns out that the Lotus King can be so verbose."

    "You called me brother just now."

    Well.  Ming Ruoxie glanced at Sikongji, "Do you know?"

    She recognized the old prince as her adoptive father without asking his opinion first.  At this time, Ming Ruoxie realized that she had been used to being free and willful in the past, but she might not have changed over. What if Sikong Ji objected to this kind of thing?

    Sikong Ji held her hand tightly. He also knew the road to Pianran Pavilion. He led her there and said in a steady tone, "I don't object, as long as you are willing. But this matter is by no means a trivial matter."  , The old prince is the emperor¡¯s uncle, and he has recognized you as his adopted daughter, which means that you are now related to the royal family in terms of status.¡±

    Ming Ruoxie was stunned.

    She really didn¡¯t think about this.

    Sikong Ji knew it as soon as he saw her reaction.

    She is smart, but most of the time she doesn¡¯t think of so many twists and turns in her mind, and she acts more based on personal preference.

    She agreed to recognize the old prince as her adoptive father only because she liked to be close to them and felt that this relationship could avoid unpleasant rumors.

    But I don¡¯t think about the layer behind it.

    Unlike him, thinking about these things has almost become a habit.

    "When the old prince and the emperor were young, the emperor was the prince, but the emperor of Lan State at that time favored the old prince. The prince at that time committed a crime and was deposed. Originally, the old prince had a chance to ascend to the throne, but he gave up on his own.  , and later helped the deposed prince to ascend to the throne again, and finally successfully ascended the throne as the emperor."

    Sikong Ji briefly told Ming Ruoxie some old stories about the royal family of the Lan Kingdom, and just wanted to let her know that the old prince actually had no intention of competing for the dragon chair, so that she didn't have to worry, thinking that he would be fine if he really got involved with the royal family.  Being dragged into those imperial power disputes.

    "That was all decades ago." Ming Ruoxie said.

    ??"Your Majesty, Princess." Man Yue came over and said, "Hot water has been prepared. Princess, do you want to take a bath first?"

    "Just wash your face and hands. I have something to go out later." Ming Ruoxie didn't forget that he had big things to do later.

    By the time she came out after freshening up and changing her clothes, Sikong Ji was already waiting for her at the dinner table.  The table is full of delicacies, and the aroma is fragrant.

    "Prince Lian may think that you are too exhausted to do this surgery, and I wish I could replenish it for you in one meal." Sikong Ji looked at the table full of eight dishes and one soup and was quite speechless.

    Although he secretly has no shortage of money, the Proton Mansion also needs to be kept low-key, and he has never had such luxury.

    Ming Ruoxie was really hungry, and she was rude after sitting down. She had never pretended to be gentle and gentle in front of Sikongji, and she ate much more than him.

    By the time we finished eating, Zifu just came back.

    Sikongji glanced at the set of night clothes he brought and subconsciously looked at Ming Ruoxie.

    "I asked Zi Fu to go back to the Proton Mansion to get it. Change your clothes. Didn't I tell you? We still have things to do."

    Ming Ruoxie turned around and went back to the room. After a while, he changed into night clothes and came out, even covering his face.

    She handed Sikong Ji a face covering.

    ¡°Let¡¯s go, I¡¯ll show you the way, and I¡¯ll borrow your Qinggong skills.¡±

    Sikongji felt that her purpose was just that, to borrow his Qinggong and let him take her to her destination while avoiding the patrolling troops in the imperial city.

    Ming Ruoxie took the initiative to hand her left hand to him.

    Sikongji flew out with her, and in the thick night and biting cold wind, the two of them quietly passed by the treetops of a rooftop.

    Sikongji didn¡¯t notice that along the way, Ming Ruoxie¡¯s right hand kept pointing downwards, and the palm of his hand was glowing red, like a hazy fire in this night.

    It was fiery red, but without light, and did not illuminate the darkness around them.

    In the darkness, wherever they passed by, the insects, snakes, rats, and ants hiding in the corners all seemed to be summoned and silently followed Ming Ruoxie's direction.

    No one saw that such a special "army" was moving in one direction, and as it moved forward, more "soldiers" joined, growing the team.

    Until they reach their destination.

    Sikong Ji glanced at Ming Ruoxie and said, "You want to come to Jingyang Marquis Mansion to kill someone?"

    Ming Ruoxie looked at the quiet Jingyang Marquis Mansion in the dark night with cold eyes, and his tone was as sharp as a knife, "I can still bear it when they use my identity to enter the Jingyang Marquis Mansion, but I can never bear it when they borrow my identity."  The power will kill me." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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